[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

Due to extremely high demand, the Staten Island Ferry runs every half hour.

In other words, if you want to investigate, Peter must run to the parking lot on the lower floor of the ferry to check after everyone boards...

But once he got on the ferry it was on!

He can only check one ferry, and the ferry will be at sea after it leaves, how can he check the next one? !

Sea flying spider?

In the bedroom, Ned, who was holding a defunct monitor, and Peter, who was checking the shift time of the Staten Island Ferry, looked confused.

"Sister in battle clothes! Helen! Helen!"

Peter put the hood on his head, and the AI ​​of the suit started instantly. As soon as the translucent high-tech perspective appeared, Peter yelled.

"Serving you, Peter." The elegant and gentle AI Helen replied, "What do you need me to do for you?"

Ned said "Whoa!"

"Can you check two people for me?" Peter's voice suddenly relaxed, and he said quickly, "One is Thriller, the other is Scorpion..."

However, halfway through the speech, he persuaded himself first: "Oh, well, this may be a bit..." Stupid.

What kind of horror, what kind of scorpion... Doesn't sound like a human being...

Helen was very calm: "Searching the law enforcement system database..."

Peter & Ned: "What?!?!"

"Scorpion, whose real name is Mike Gargan, is an ex-convict murderer with a scorpion tattoo on his neck."

After several strings of crystal blue data flowed through, Helen projected the searched information in front of the two boys, including the man's photo and various detailed data.

"Shocker, no criminal record, no one found."

Peter snapped his fingers happily: "It's not bad to find one."

Ned: "...Wait...that's a murderer! Peter! Gangsters! Arms deal!"

The fat guy rubbed his face, his chivalrous enthusiasm receded, and only then did he realize who Spider-Man was going to deal with:

"Hey, we should inform the Avengers that their traded parts likely contained lethal weapons!"

"If you think about the number of passengers on the Staten Island Ferry, what if you fight on board and those Chitauri weapons blow up?"

Peter paused when he was snapping his fingers, fell silent for a while, and struggled: "As long as I move fast enough, I can tie them up before they get their weapons..."

"But we don't know how many of them there are." Ned continued, "I know you want Miss Witch and Mr. Stark to see what you can do, but sometimes it's a mature man who is thoughtful and doesn't endanger ordinary people. did it, didn't it?"

Of course Peter knew that Chitauri weapons were dangerous, especially after he had seen that kind of lethality (the time he met Polaris), he was wary of things like pistols or submachine guns.

Peter: "...well...you're right." He can't guarantee that he won't miss one or two.

but……

"Why are you so reasonable today? It's not like you, Ned."

Ned: "...fuck you!"

……

"Hello? Hello? Mr. Stark?"

"..."

"Hello? Hello? Wanda?"

"..."

"Hello? Hello?..."

"..."

Peter, who was cross-legged, looked bewildered. He didn't know why he couldn't get through any calls.

"The Avengers may be performing missions at places where the signals are shielded." AI Helen analyzed calmly and gently, "Mr. Rogers is still on the phone, do you need me to struggle for you?"

Peter: "...what is a struggle???"

Isn't his AI sister gentle, considerate and understanding?Why does it suddenly feel like a cut black?

Peter: "Okay, let's dial. After dialing, no one answers, so I have to go by myself."

Probably Jesus Christ heard his mumbling, and after at least six or seven beeps, Captain America's private number was actually connected!

After the busy tone turned to the connected state, although he didn't know why the other side was very quiet and there was no sound of breathing, Peter still directly told the other side all the news he knew:

"Hey Captain! I'm Spider-Man. I don't know why the other people's phones couldn't get through. I thought you were all on a mission. Fortunately, yours got through! I heard that someone is doing a Chitauri modified weapon deal right now. On the Staten Island Ferry! I'm not sure when they start trading, but the trucks with the goods have already left! See if you can get a few people, I'm afraid there will be a fight on the ferry and accidentally hurt people..."

The voice of "Steve" was low and a little cold, and a little blank in the cold: "...Steve is not here."

Spidey who spit out beans: "...Huh?"

This time Peter was at a loss for at least three seconds before realizing that the voice sounded familiar: "Mr. Barnes?"

Bucky: "Yeah."

Bucky: "Can you help me?"

……

【Your friend Bucky Barnes is online√】

【Your teammate Bucky Barnes has passed your team invitation√】

Peter, who doesn't know how things got to this point, swayed to New York Harbor with a spider's thread, and found Bucky in an alley near the harbor, who had rushed here from Brooklyn so quickly by some unknown method.

The other party was wearing a very low-key hoodie, and his slightly messy brown half-length hair covered most of his cheeks.

Compared with when I saw it in Gotham before, those emerald green eyes protruding from the hair are a little more lively.

The deep eye sockets and full eyebrows make his eyes look very, very beautiful, but still retains a cold spirit.

The thick metal arm was covered by clothes, making him look very... strong.

The eyes under Peter's hood blinked in confusion, he wasn't sure if it was his illusion or something...

Why does it feel, Sergeant Barnes, that he, like, has come full circle?

Bucky's expression is very light, and his tone is crisp: "One of the two parties to the transaction is on the ferry, and the other is on the road. You let your AI monitor the scorpion, and I will guard the truck at the entrance."

Peter had only heard of the Winter Soldier since he had half a foot in the Avengers, but he also knew he was very, very good at scouting.

Without knowing what the scary pedestrian looks like or what kind of car he is driving, it is perfect to hand over the task of "monitoring the vehicle in question", which requires rich experience and eyesight, to the other party.

Peter gestured him an "OK" and "keep in touch".

Before the boy in the red and blue tights left, Bucky reminded him: "It's not convenient for me to show my identity, so I can only help you pay attention to the truck. If you can, please pay attention and don't make too much noise."

……

"This class...no...beep...has already started."

"OK, let's wait another 15 minutes, evil arthropods, I will definitely find you out..."

"This class... no, no, no..."

On the roof of the port, Spider-Man in red and blue uniform lay on the platform, looking down at the only channel connecting the ferry to the port. Helen, the AI ​​in suit, used the facial recognition system to monitor all the people entering the ferry.

While patiently lurking and monitoring at the only one-way intersection more than 1000 meters away, he was forced to listen to Bucky, who was forced to listen to the communication channel: "..."

This year's Avengers are a bit skinny.

And has he forgotten that not only scorpions belong to "evil arthropods", but also spiders...

While habitually suppressing the desire to complain in his heart, the former Winter Soldier, who blends in with the environment and monitors patiently, has no expression on his face.

However, Bucky's eyes changed when he caught a glimpse of a low-key black modified car.

...FBI?

"Parker." Bucky said into the communicator while slowly watching the car drive towards the port.

Peter, who almost forgot that he was still on the communicator because of Bucky's silence: "...Huh?"

"This transaction is under the monitoring of the FBI, they should have their own arrangements."

——So this transaction is actually a drama to invite you into the urn, and you are actually "meddling your own business".

After this sentence was finished, Bucky thought he would hear the other party's annoyed nagging.

After all, when he connected to Steve's cell phone before, the spider boy's words were not only worried, but also eager to try that he had no intention of hiding.

——It’s like a backup actor who finally got the script of the leading role, eager to show off his ambitions and shine from then on.

In the eyes of Bucky, who is still young in appearance but has lived for nearly 90 years mentally, the other party is very young and very energetic...

Also naive.

……

"...Oh, that's even better, they should have thought about protecting the safety of the passengers, right?"

Unexpectedly by Bucky, the other party replied with a sigh of relief after a brief moment of stupefaction.

The bright soda sound is full of youthful vigor and vigor.

The man with emerald green eyes looked slightly soft, and was about to say something, but his eyes froze on a white truck.

The weight of the body and its tires didn't look right, and there was something wrong with the driver's side bag, and the co-pilot even had a weird metal contraption in his right hand.

"……found it."

Bucky jumped off the floor, turned over and stepped on the large motorcycle he parked at the bottom of the building, and rushed out of the street with his hat on, and followed the traffic into the one-way street leading to the pier.

"How are you over there?"

The man used the rest of the car to cover himself and asked as he followed.

Of course he can simply put the thriller on the car—is that the name? ——Solve it, and then detain the goods.

But he wasn't sure if the people from this side didn't arrive, would the people from Scorpion over there be aware of it and hide it.

If the FBI is aiming to catch everything, they will destroy the opponent's plan.

"The ferry here is leaving soon, will we have to wait for the next one?" Little Spider asked uncertainly on the top floor of the pier, "Oh wait! Wait a minute, I saw them!"

The facial recognition system of the battle suit AI tightly locked the few people walking into the ferry, and Peter easily saw the scorpion tattoo on Scorpion's neck.

Time passed by minute by minute.

After they all walked into the deck, instead of going to the passenger rest area on the second floor of the ferry, but to the parking lot on the first and second floors of the ferry, Peter cat jumped forward:

"They're on the ferry! Seven of them! I can handle it!"

……

After receiving the news, Bucky simply stepped on the gas pedal.

The heavy locomotive drifted beautifully on the one-way street, and passed the seven or eight cars in front of it in an instant. The black matte paint did not reflect a little sunlight.

The soldier wearing a low-key hoodie is not as low-key as his attire. Before the horror in the car and the two men under him reacted through the rearview mirror, they were driving directly on the same level as the truck.

"What the hell are you..."

The moment before he widened his eyes in horror and raised his right hand to send out a shock wave, the man with emerald green eyes left the handlebar with both hands, and flew out a bladeless knife similar to a jammer with sharp and dazzling movements, and stuck it straight in there. Put on the iron glove.

It would be a joke if the Winter Soldier, once "the most terrifying shadow of assassinations," couldn't handle these two.

The FBI who were following the car and lurking to follow them were horrified to find that a locomotive suddenly broke through their tracking defense line coquettishly, approached the target vehicle coquettishly, threw a throwing knife into the window coquettishly and then coquettishly " "Bang bang" twice, and the door of the truck was directly removed? !

Direct, unloaded, truck's, door? !

The car door was thrown into the river outside the one-way street with one hand, and there was a splashing sound of water splashing.

After being grabbed and bumped into each other, the horror and his hands collapsed in the car. Bucky, who had just removed the entire door with his hidden iron arm, stopped the truck lightly, and got out of the FBI door that was forced to brake. Before that, he turned the locomotive and left in a neat and coquettish manner.

The FBI who inexplicably harvested a truckload of Chitauri weapons:? ? ?